The flight landed and both of us walked out of the airport. “So what’s your family like?” I asked him. “What kind of question is that?” He asked lifting his eyebrow. “I mean, tell me something about them… your mom, dad and siblings..” I asked. I really want to know more about them before actually meting them. “Well I don’t think you want to know much about my dad. He’s not my favourite person either. And my mom died when I was 12, dad married someone else, though I was never able except her as my mom but she tried her best to fit into that mother figure I had. I’m very sure you’ll like her though, she is sweet.” He said and I smiled. What a coincidence, I too lost my mother when I was 5 and now that I think about it, it must have been the same year too. “I have a brother and three sisters and I literally miss them a lot. The thing I told you about running away… well.. I stayed away from them for three years but then I became homesick. Though I
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